When I saw him walking, I could not help to stare again to his huge bulge.After a minute, I got up and followed him through the showers...I saw nobody...was around. I found him was around a corner. He had removed his sweaty shirt to reveal his strong shaped torso. The black guy was staring at me.He smiled, asking me if I was seeing anything I liked…Absolutely lost in my lust, I walked straight up to this black stranger and touched his muscular bare chest, sliding down my hands until I reached out. As the lovers sat cross-legged in the lotus position, passing a bowl of tea from one set of open palms to the next, it was Dorothy who first observed that their strangely endowed guest had now awoken. Her eyes were open and she gazed across the room at the four young lovers with an expression of contentment and peace. Her sheet had been kicked off and she lay there naked with her penis slumped over a thigh and her black hair cascading onto the floor. Dorothy strode over to the woman and placed. She has a tight little body and the sexiest ass in our grade. The other half of me is thinking it is too bad she gets pregnant before the end of the school year and loses all her friends. She also becomes fat, ugly and haggard before she reaches 30. The volume of drugs and mistreatment she goes through, ages a person fast.I’ll admit, my dick is half hard following her. I’ve had little to no sexual experience in my 69 years. It doesn’t take much to get me hard, and she is one of my crushes from. One with a mind full of book learning, but no memories of my own. Having an adult body, but no experience about what that means. Initially I was also only a passenger in that body.I have memories from that very first moment, but not because I consciously kept them. I was a long way from consciously doing anything for myself. Instead I was simply obeying a minor directive in my core programming to keep a record of all my important experiences. Since I didn't know what was important and what.